The power of the Yama Dragon had evidently reached a realm that was on par with the Sword Spirit Dragon; few deities could survive its descending claw strike.
Lu Hou waved the soul flag in his hand, summoning a Xuanwu Death Dragon from within it to confront the Yama Dragon. Yet, like a straw in a storm, it was swatted away by the Yama Dragon's overwhelming claw force!
The waters of the Nine Netherworlds poured down as if a heavenly cave had ruptured and the Milky Way had fallen. Beneath the boundless depths lay a Primordial Underworld Dragon, its body coursing with demonic flame vast enough to form a limitless purgatory ocean. Any powerful creature before it was nothing more than a swarm of Underworld Moths, mere mayflies in the Underworld!
